The next day, and for 5 continuance days, hurting folk would approach me, in tears, needing comfort. Each lady approached me with a surprised tone of voice and stated a remark about my face: it was shining, another saw a glow about me, another said your smile has comfort written on it”, etc.. Then I remarked, I just became a widow a month ago. How can you smile, they asked. God used me as his witness of ‘the hope beyond tears’. I’d find a spot to listen them out & to pray. The evening of the 5th day, while in prayer, Help in Hurting touched my soul. Silence was my mode, then I replied, “ Yes Lord”. It was then I knew what those 3 words meant; the name for the group of hurting ladies, to identify me with them..

From that 6th day we began meeting mostly at my home. But in time, some of the ladies relocated elsewhere. Then the time came for me to relocate out of state. But my ministry did not cease, it followed me. No matter where I was there was always someone needing comfort, even at an airport. It’s still the same today. Three years ago, I heard God call: “Take the ministry ’to all the world’. ” Travel was not my conquest. At my church, one of the ladies set up a web site for the church. A way to ‘go into all the world’; but I let that thought go.

A couple months ago, I asked if she still sets up web sites. That’s how it all began